The Opelousas courier., 1887-06-25
A FALLEN IDOL.

KIM
She was q dark checked, diamond.
eyed girl Of eighteen, with braids o1
bluc-back hair coiled around the back
Of her small, Greek shaped head and /
color as rich and yelvety as the side of a
July peach.
.HumphI' said Aunt Sara. eve
heard girls talk so before and it general
~ ended in one thing.n
For shamel Aunt Sara cried Ethel
coioring up to her eyeiashes. 81 only
mean Of course, that lie is a very agree
able companion
An agreeable companion-of COURSE
SAL Aunt Sara. Look Ethel; do you
think white Maltese lace or French
blonde, with q heading of Roman pearls,
would Be freiticst for this bertheg,
Aunt Sara knew when to drop d sub
jcct and whom 10 hold On ID It'll But
when Ethel was stitching the quilting Of
French blonde on to the white silk dress
her young auat's mind was busy upon
the topic she had apparently abandoned.
Tho fisagrecable fellow thought
Aunt sara. sHo has somehow heard
that p hel has money, and he is deter
mined to win il. Hsac could only see
him In his true light-but i know what
q perverse thing q woman's heart il.
Just ~ sure as 4 attempt to tell her
what he really Is she'll mako up her mind
Tint be i the fioest and least appreciated
parsonage Or the face Of the earth. And
did 50 want her to keep her heart
whole until Earl Wells comes to be
Charles's g~roomsman. Earl Wells il
worthy 81 d princess.
They say he is perfectly intolerable
atshoma Sara said to herself. Clara
Waters was there once and heard him
rating his sisters fearfullY because the
baefsteak for bis late breakfast Was d
little eYsFtlone. If only / could mar
age itflat Ethel should see him in bis
true light 8
She ant and thought d while longer
ma suddenly the color bloomed into
hsr cheek. and dimples into her chin.
shestartea up
Ethel ! she said, sI'm sure you must
beaiFsd Of sill n over that everlasting
stitching PIE got 70 go over to susy !
Mofand's q borrow i pattern. Ii win
ne Juas 4 pleasant walk for us.p
TO Miss Morand's r Ethel was
vexed with herself. but she could not
e t~elI.taIe blood that surgcd into i
s~aIsasIussa: Ishtsathsr eaFlJ9 Only
cl0rkr
Earfy2 Not 4 Bit Bsisy and / arc
so intimate that We don't mind curl
papeFse and calico wrappers. Get your
hat and come along. quickp
But ID spite Of her cxhortations to
speed, Sara Martell smiled to herself q
psseeivs tiaat Eth Hant fingered lona
snoagh u hill own room so change her
black lace brcastsknot far 4 becominr
llttle baltssay bow Of r~ose-coIorai rib.
b3a, aad 70 fearFange he dainty tend
rills Of ailky black hair that droopod %
over bell low, broad forehead.
ssalie thinks We shall see Julian Nor
and:s = she tlan ;ht TO herself. sNeli.
pefhaps SO shall. / am putting myself
entirely a The hands Of luck and
chance.
Rnt when they reached the Morand
lmanaiou, ipsteaa o~fDringing formally III
she front dooF. Miss ararlell vent around ]
70 Tire back porch, q pretty little entrance !
ail shaded with honeysueklss and trum-
pat vines. /
sIalways go II here, = enid she, non
caalankly, il reply w EtfleEss rcnaonstrat- /
ing glance sue Morand and | lie lust ]
IKE sister, J
Sac d rand. q blooming girl Of {
eighteen, was ia the kitchen making !
ripple pies j
sIha sIaltsfaq Of course YOU shall ]
hive she cried. Just wait 4 minute 1
tiil 4 aet /
sasll BE- with ypu " saia sara. Ethel, {
yon'il nok mind waiting Tor Is here2s 4
Net Ii The least saia Ethel. And /
sas Aa Wa III ths WINDOW. where i
iSies Fzapd u bottles water. wers 4
ske green Jewels acrcss shc )
es5 baass q glaas. i
She slartsd as the Voice i
Of heg ~clAevslier u tho evsaine |
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